Summer Sandercox

The March - Poem by Summer Sandercox

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From the windows, walking byCities fall, and children die.Through the windows, through the eyesSoldiers march, and soldiers cry.Past the broken welcome sign Soldiers march the streets to die.Locked inside a final fightSoldiers march, and soldiers cry.Broken hope, believing liesIn the land where senses die.Praying, walking through the nightSoldiers march, and soldiers cry.Raining fire from the skyTime is marching, passing by.The empty, soulless children's eyesSoldiers march, and soldiers cry.Hope rises, hope declinesNone the power of divine.Beneath the empty, blackened skySoldiers march, and soldiers cry.In my heart, they will be mineSoldiers marching, line by line.As cities fall and children dieSoldiers march, and soldiers cry.